Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 528 The Three Teams Reunite (24)

the next day.

A desolate island that looks like it has been crushed by a giant object.

The East Sea team and the Indian State team are meeting for the first time.

"The Celestial Team is so impressive."

Anderson frowned.

"They proposed an alliance, but left us here waiting in vain."

"But they were the ones who showed up last."

"Please be patient," Miyata Kuraki said slowly.

"Who are you?" Anderson's eyes narrowed.

"I am Captain Donghai."

"Miyata Kuraki".

However, when he saw the five men and women behind the Indian team with blank eyes, looking like zombies, Miyata Kuraki frowned slightly.

He turned to look at Aoi, who nodded solemnly.

"You are breeders?" Miyata Kuraki's tone slowly turned cold.

Upon hearing this, the Donghai team behind him became solemn, each member displaying hostility and becoming wary.

"Heh heh." Ali Khalid let out a strange laugh, his eerie eyes turning towards Aoi.

“For a lovely Eastern girl, it is very impolite to covet other people’s possessions in the Quran.”

"Or……"

Suddenly, circles appeared in his eerie eyes.

"Do you want to become like them, to become one of us?"

Aoi looked as if she had seen something extremely terrifying; her face turned deathly pale, and she couldn't help but take a step back.

Canglang!

A long sword gleaming with blue light was held in front of Ali Khalid.

Miyata Kuraki's aura suddenly erupted as he coldly stared at the Indian team.

"thing?"

"What do you take humanity for?"

"Items!"

"I shouldn't have had any expectations of you. It turns out you're just a bunch of farmers."

Miyata Kuraki's face was full of disgust.

What he hates most are those breeders who don't treat their teammates like human beings.

When he first entered the main god realm, the East China Sea team was a breeding team.

If it weren't for that other team defeating the two farmers from the East China Sea team in that other world, he would never have been able to turn things around.

"I vow to liberate all sentient beings, who are without limit."

Losang Gyatso smiled slightly and formed the Great Mudra of Buddha.

The energy of intention circulated between his eyebrows, around the outline of the third eye chakra, and was about to move into the third eye chakra.

This made him seem even more unshakeable.

"They are like rootless duckweed, who voluntarily joined my school."

"Could it be that the captain of the East China Sea team is questioning our Indian team?"

“These new people are not simply possessions, but our consorts, our believers, and practitioners of our doctrines.”

Miyata Kuraki felt suffocated, even absurd.

Seeing the five newcomers dressed as if they had been forcibly dressed as Tibetan and Middle Eastern patriarchs and nuns in shackles, an unnamed rage ignited within him.

"Do you intend to torture their bodies and humiliate their souls as well?"

"answer me!"

"The soul naturally returns to God."

Ali Khalid saw more and more small circles in his eyes.

Losang Gyatso and Anderson both took a step forward.

Even when facing a common enemy, the three of them were still able to maintain a united front.

The members of the Donghai team stood in unison behind their captain.

Tensions rose sharply, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

Indian State Captain Mufat was sweating profusely.

He quickly walked between the two teams and tried to calm them down, saying, "Calm down, teachers, please calm down first."

"And Captain Miyata, this... this is just a tradition of our team, please forgive us."

He quickly tried to smooth things over between the two sides.

Miyata Kuraki asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Mufat, the captain of the Indian team."

He extended his hand and bowed slightly.

Miyata Kuraki glanced at him with considerable surprise.

Although he really didn't want to shake hands, he reluctantly extended his hand and shook it back, bound by Japanese etiquette.

"Captain Mufat, your Indian team is truly an eye-opener," Miyata Kuraki said sarcastically.

"Haha, please understand." Mufat chuckled dryly.

Miyata Kuraki turned around.

"Since the Indiana team is a breeding team, there is no need for us to form a league."

"go!"

Just leave like that?
The Tokai team members were quite surprised, but they still followed their captain, Miyata Kuraki, without hesitation.

This made Mufat's eyes turn red.

This is the true authority of the team leader; what am I doing?
"What captain? He's just a gofer!" He quickly called out, "Captain Miyata, but this is an order from the Heavenly God Squad."

"The Celestial Team, what right do they have to order you and me around?"

Miyata Kuraki coldly replied, "Our three teams are just a bunch of weaklings banding together."

"Even if the Celestial Team is much stronger than us, aren't they still weak in front of the Central Continent Team?"

"The weak should not bully each other."

"But your team is bullying the weakest. How can we maintain an alliance with you, or entrust our backs to you?"

"An alliance with conflicting motives and wary of its allies is better off without."

Mufat was speechless for a moment.

"Since that's the case, let's settle this here."

Ali Khalid said.

An invisible spiritual force field instantly enveloped the entire deserted island and even the surrounding sea area, and a spiritual storm was brewing.

Aoi's face paled, and she quickly said in the mental link, "Captain, his mental strength and gene lock level seem to be higher than mine."

Cangjing is a first-order gene lock, but its enhancement level is already A.

But that imam is stronger than Aoi, so he must be at least at the second-tier gene lock level!

However, Miyata Kuraki was not afraid.

Even the most skilled breeder is nothing more than a showy but ultimately ineffective tiger, using its menacing appearance to intimidate a sick tiger.

Farmers are most afraid of death!

"Don't be afraid. Maintain our mental shield. At this close range, mental energy is not very useful."

Miyata Kuraki turned around again and drew the Enma sword from his waist.

The sound of the sword being drawn was as powerful as a dragon's roar and a tiger's leap, causing Mufat, who was at the front, to turn pale, as if a long knife were held to his neck.

No way!
Is a fight really going to break out?

Mufat felt a chill run down his spine.

They came to the league, but they ended up having to fight someone first. And why is the East China Sea team so naive?

Couldn't they have waited until they had communicated with them properly and come up with a foolproof plan before taking action to get rid of those three old geezers?

Just then, a clear and magnetic male voice came from somewhere.

"A spectacular preview of the killings!"

"Add to that the intense clashes between cowardice and resilience, escapism and resistance, justice and instinct, faith and belief, and it's truly a magnificent drama!"

With this gentle, natural praise, tinged with an elegant aristocratic tone, both teams tensed up.

What's coming!
Immediately afterwards, a thick fog quickly spread from the sea, covering the entire island in the blink of an eye.

"Pah - pah - pah"

A clapping sound, slow and deep yet extremely penetrating.

It was exactly like a high-ranking nobleman applauding after watching a wonderful play.

"where is it?"

Everyone looked around nervously, but before they knew it, the fog around them had thickened considerably, making it difficult to pinpoint the source of the sound.

"Pat-pat—Pat-pat—Pat-pat"

The applause grew closer and faster.

“Gods, what are you doing!” Ali Khalid shouted.

But no one responded to him, and he could only stand guard back-to-back with Anderson.

An alarm bell rang in his mind.

His mental power was unable to penetrate this fog, something that had never happened before!
The invisible pressure in the thick fog was so oppressive and terrifying.

Even these warriors of God, who have been tested in the real world for a long time, were slightly flustered.

The rest of the Indian team was even more disorganized. Sniper Abril could only stick close to the captain, while Tibetan Buddhist master Lobsang Gyatso hid among the newcomers.

Compared to the panicked and scattered Indiana team, the East Sea team's response was much more scientific.

Several tech-enhanced individuals protected the newcomers in the center of the group, Mitsui Michi transformed into a shadowy figure and lay in wait, the shikigami under the shrine guarded the surroundings, and Miyata Kuraki and Minami Yoji stood on the outermost edge to deal with any emergencies.

"Trying to intimidate us?" Miyata Kuraki clearly had something in mind.

"Pah, pah, pah! Pah, pah, pah!"

The clapping grew increasingly rapid, like the beat of an African drum, fast yet steady, until it sounded like dozens of marbles bouncing around.

However, the reincarnator's expression upon hearing the clapping was not cheerful; on the contrary, it became increasingly unpleasant, and as the clapping intensified, he even clutched his chest in great pain.

The newlyweds first collapsed to the ground, their bodies trembling, feeling as if their hearts were about to leap out of their chests.

The applause was heavy and powerful, growing faster and stronger with each clapping beat.

At this point, the applause was like a windowpane being pounded by a downpour, and the pauses in between were barely audible.

"Clap clap clap clap clap clap"

One of the Indian team's rookies was the first to scream, followed by more than a dozen rookies who almost simultaneously collapsed to the ground, convulsing as if in a stroke, and the commotion spread rapidly like a contagious disease.

Next are the reincarnators who haven't unlocked their genetic locks, and then the reincarnators who have unlocked their first-order genetic locks.

This is an indiscriminate attack!
"Come out!" Miyata Kuraki swung the Enma Blade, and a spatial rift appeared before him.

Through the crack, he saw a blond figure dressed in retro aristocratic attire from behind.

The nobleman seemed to realize he was being watched, and slowly turned around in surprise, but did not clap his hands again.

At that moment, the man turned his head.

A gust of wind swept through the crack, bringing with it an extremely strong stench of blood, giving Miyata Kuraki the terrifying feeling of being on a boundless sea of ​​blood in hell, with the sea breeze blowing.

Miyata Kuraki was startled and instinctively swung his sword to close the spatial rift.

"Captain, be careful!"

Yoji Minami saw something with his Sharingan and shoved Kuraki Miyata aside.

Whoosh!
A foul gust of wind swept by, and Miyata Kuraki touched his face, his fingers soaked with blood.

when!
His pupils dilated sharply.

(End of this chapter)